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Chapter 198

After this shocking battle, the Rat Tribe became the darlings of history. Of course, all of this was directed by Jeff.

Originally, after the initial battle with the surprise attack, although they won, it was a miserable victory. Although he knew the importance of morale, Soragon knew that he should not deceive the people, so he downplayed the matter.

To be honest, he was also very sad. After all, most of the warriors on the border were brave and good at fighting. Now half of them were gone. How could he not feel bad? The key point was that he was feeling aggrieved. It was a good thing for others to win. His fight

If you win, you have to deal with it as coldly as possible, lest people learn about the result and shake the morale of the army.

It's good now. As soon as he got the news reported by Marquis Jeff of Xiaoyao City, Soragon, the old lion, was immediately happy from ear to ear and couldn't help but laugh.

The second prince, Tyro and Ren, happened to be in the palace. Seeing his father suddenly turn from sadness to joy, he hurriedly asked: "Father, why are you so happy suddenly? Could it be that something good happened?"

Soragon handed over the information in his hand, and then said with a smile: "Taylor, see for yourself, Jeff has really brought glory to our Rennes."

After reading the information in his hand, Taylor laughed happily, but then his face changed and became gloomy.

Soragon naturally noticed the change in his son, so he asked with a smile: "Why, Taylor, isn't this something worth being happy about?"

Taylor pondered for a moment, then raised his hands and replied: "Father, although this matter is very useful in arousing the emotions of soldiers and people, I am a little worried."

Thoragon nodded and said, "How?"

Taylor sighed: "Father, to be honest, Jeff is almost an open secret to us. Regardless of the novels, costumes and performances he does in the territory, or the so many forces he has attracted, this is very important to us.

Although he didn't mean to show off, his performance has become too outstanding. In addition, Jeff seems to have obtained some novel weapons. Now he really

My strength is probably far beyond that of a marquis, aren't you worried at all, father?"

"Are you saying that Jeff might become more powerful or even seek power and usurp the throne?" Soragon asked with a smile.

Taylor's face darkened and he replied in a low voice: "Yes."

The smile on Soragon's face gradually dissipated, and a chill spread in the palace.

"Taylor, do you still remember the ancestral teachings? Our Ren family is the guardian of the orcs, not the ruler! I really can't believe that you would think so much. It seems that you are really keen on power!

It seems that I have to tell you something I have never told you: Jeff has already reported all his strengths to me, and has also provided our army with a large number of new weapons at cost prices, which are the Death Series weapons.

I told you before that Jeff is very trustworthy, but I didn’t expect you to secretly investigate him."

Taylor knew that his father had misunderstood him, so he hurriedly explained: "No, no, father, you have misunderstood me. I think human beings are too cunning, so I am a little worried that he may be a spy planted here. Father, I naturally

I remember the ancestral teachings, and it is precisely because I believe in my heart that I am the guardian of Ren and the orcs, so I do this..."

Soragon nodded and said: "I understand, Taylor, remember to tell me whatever you have in mind in the future, don't worry and be quiet. I naturally have my own reasons for not telling you these things before, and it will come naturally when the time comes.

I will tell you right, look at Jeff and the Rat Tribe for making such a great contribution this time, how do you think they should be rewarded?"

Tyro knew that his father was not really angry, but that he had been depressed recently and his mood was a bit unstable, so he would not blame him for scolding him. After listening to his father's words, he naturally knew that his father had determined that Jeff was trustworthy.

, then he doesn’t worry about it blindly. Now that his father has given him the opportunity to make suggestions, it seems that he still trusts him.

"Father, I think that both Marquis Jeff and the Rat Tribe should be rewarded, and the entire army should be informed. Although we tried to downplay the incident of being raided before, this matter has long been spread, and now it is time to encourage

Why should we not improve the morale of the people? Now that he has made such a great contribution and provided so many weapons to the country, I think Marquis Jeff is already qualified to obtain the title of Duke. As for those rat tribe, come to think of it

It will definitely become one of Jeff's powerful weapons in the future, and the Rat Clan has never been able to be self-sufficient, so it is simply classified as Jeff's territory. Of course, a few leaders of the Rat Clan can be appropriately rewarded, and a few civilians can be promoted as exceptions.

Noble, I think this should be enough."

Soragon smiled and said: "This is pretty much what I thought, but I am a little worried that Jeff was originally promoted to a noble by me. His title has been promoted very quickly. If he is promoted again, it is estimated that those old men will

It’s time to come to me again and complain about the country’s generals and lack of country!”

Taylor also belongs to the Young Man faction, and he doesn't look at eye-to-eye with those old men at all, so he immediately replied: "Father, are nobles not born nobles? If we don't promote capable people and don't add fresh blood to the nobles, I'm afraid we will

Ren will be old soon and there will be no one left. If they come and complain, my father will let them achieve the same result."

After hearing this, Soragon immediately laughed happily and said: "You brat, you are still so poor. Those old men have never been on the battlefield in their lives, and they have never even held a knife. Let them get some of the results of the battle and why don't you want them?"

Are they destined to die? But being a king will inevitably have to deal with these trivial matters. I really hope you brothers will grow up quickly, so that I can retire and take care of myself, haha!"

When Taylor heard this, he immediately shuddered and hurriedly said, "Dad, I'm still so young, can you bear to ruin my youth? Well, let's leave the throne to my eldest brother, or leave it to my younger brothers.

I don’t want to be so tired all day long, beautiful girls are waiting for me not far away..."

Soragon was rarely funny: "I mean, second brother, what on earth did you brothers do? Except for your eldest brother, all of them are still bachelors. Your brothers are young and I won't say anything, but what about you?

?”

Taylor said helplessly: "Father, I am the most handsome among the brothers. There are so many girls who like me. How can you bear to make those girls sad?"

Soragon smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I don't care about you anymore. Just remember to bring a good girl back when the time comes. Help me draft an edict in a while. After I review it, you can just take it and tell the world."

Also, since you have investigated Jeff privately, you can send the rewards and other things to him."

After receiving the order, Tyro resigned, leaving only Soragon himself in the palace.

Lowering his head and reading the information again, Soragon smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that we are going to face a fierce battle. Jeff, please don't let me down!"

When the edict was issued, Ren's coldness was immediately aroused by the rising emotions of the people.

If Jeff's re-ennomination of the title is only a covetous thing, then the fact that even commoners of the rat tribe can get the title is like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The government's attitude is very clear now. The war is coming, and those who have military exploits will get the title.

, what are you waiting for?

The Orcs are warlike by nature. Although they are not greedy for official positions, being knighted is still a very honorable thing. How could they miss such a good thing? Therefore, a new round of recruitment craze soon started in Rennes.

Everything in the world has pros and cons. Some people are happy and others are sad. For example, the Castro Palace is almost becoming a battlefield.

The Generalissimo had a sinister look on his face, staring at the political opponents in front of him with red eyes, and shouted angrily: "I have said before that they are supported by other forces, but you don't believe me. Look, now they have actually come up with such powerful war weapons.

, can you still deny it? So this time cannot be regarded as my failure, can you consider it?!"

A tall, thin official with a mustache retorted: "As the general marshal, you failed to personally supervise the battle. I think you should have discovered some problems with your observation skills. General marshal, although it is not entirely your responsibility, this is

You can't get rid of this matter?"

The Generalissimo snorted coldly and stopped talking, and the political opponents also shut up knowingly, because the king was about to speak.

The king cleared his throat, and then said with style: "Can't you blame Marshal Stern for this problem? Even if I go there, there is no way to avoid it. And everyone has always underestimated the orcs, so we are encountering this now.

"Well, failure is nothing, but we lost so many good soldiers, which is really sad. Minister of Finance, please discuss with the Generalissimo and give more pensions to the families of the soldiers, so as not to chill their hearts."

The finance minister immediately bowed to accept the order, and the generalissimo, who had been recognized by the king, also bowed to thank the king.

"Well, Marshal Stern, our Castro soldiers have been dying recently. Isn't this a bit bad? I think we should drag the Holy See in as soon as possible. After all, this war is a big one.

"Their Holy War" The king looked elegant and could not tell what he was thinking.

However, as the prime minister, the old fox Somra naturally knew what the king meant, so he immediately stood up and said: "Your Majesty is right. The Holy See represents justice. With the help of the Holy See, we will definitely win the battle of justice!"

The rest of the ministers did not do it in vain. After hearing the Prime Minister's words, they immediately reacted and began to praise the Illuminati Cult in unison.


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